Thank for reading my first KHR fanfiction ever. It might not be too good, so yeah...
Another thing you should know is that most of the first few chapter might be heavily based upon Katekyo Hitman Reborn! so if you see a lot of similarities, don't hate me for it. T_T
Summary: Many years have passed since Sawada Tsunayoshi became the 10th Gen. Vongola Boss, and now it's time for a new inheritance to begin. Will the new boss candidate prove sufficient as the 11th Generation boss? (Haha, bet you're thinking, "Not another one of those...") Has a small dash of romance.
-ha-ji-ma-ru-
Niizuma Enro woke to his mom shaking him. "Enro, you're going to be late!" Enro looked sleepily at the clock and bolted up. "Wha...why didn't you wake me sooner?" He cried as he ran around the room throwing on his clothes. "Well, I called but you wouldn't wake up," his mom, Niizuma Hana frowned. "Oh! Right, today, you'll be getting a tutor. He'll live with us 24/7, and as long as he gets food and a place to sleep, he'll tutor you everyday! Isn't that great, Enro?"
"Huh? I don't need a tutor," Enro said. "My grades are good enough."
"Then what was that 30 points I found on one of your tests the other day?"
"Uh...I'm gonna be late! I'm leaving!" Enro escaped down the stairs. "Wait! Enro! Be careful! You're going to-" Too late, Hana heard her son crash down the stairs.
"Ow..." He muttered, lying on his stomach.
"Ciaossu."
Enro blinked. 'Ciaossu?' He sat up and found himself looking at a baby wearing a black suit, complete with a fedora with a orange stripe around it. There also seemed to be a chameleon on the hat's rim.
"Um, can I help you? How'd you get in here?" Enro asked uncertainly. "My name is Reborn, and I'm going to be your tutor from now on," the baby said, holding out a card that read: "Home Tutor Reborn".
There was silence for a moment, then Enro and his mother, who had come down the stairs, burst into laughter. "Ah ha ha ha! You, a tutor? Oh, my stomach hurts!" Enro laughed. Reborn jumped up and kicked Enro's head, causing him to fall flat on his face. "My face hurts more than my stomach..." The blond-haired boy choked out.
"Are you ok, Enro? Wait, you're going to be late!" Niizuma Hana exclaimed. "Ah! That's right! I can't be wasting time here! I'm leaving!" Enro ran out the door.
-famiglia...famiglia-
"Jeez, I can't believe I'm gonna be late because of a baby!" Enro panted as he ran to school.
"Niizuma Enro, age 14. Grades and athletic skills are average, as are his looks and height," a voice said from on top of Enro's head. "Wh-when did you get there? Wait, more like, how did you know that?" Enro exclaimed, stopping. Reborn sat calmly on top of Enro's head. "Information-gathering is a basic skill for a hitman," the baby said, hopping off of the blond's head. "Hitman?" Enro asked, confused. "If you don't hurry, you're gonna be late," Reborn reminded him. "Ah, it's too late anyway. I'll just face the punishment," Enro said, beginning to walk. "You'll never know if you don't try. Do it with your Dying Will," the baby said, pointing a green gun at Enro's head. "Wait, wha?" The blond was shocked that 1) the chameleon had somehow changed into a gun, and 2) that he was about to be killed by a baby.
Reborn fired, and Enro was thrown back as the bullet entered his head. 'Ah, I'm dying,' he thought. 'What a waste. I wasn't even able to get to school on time. If I had the Dying Will, then I probably would be able to get there.'
Enro fell onto the ground, eyes staring blankly at the sky before a light enveloped his head, and his clothing ripped as he sprung up, yelling, "RE-BORN!"
The blond clenched his fists, and an orange flame was ignited in the middle of his forehead as he stood there in his underwear, and yelled, "I'LL GET TO SCHOOL ON TIME WITH MY DYING WILL!" With that, Enro took off in a mad dash towards Namimori Middle School. Reborn watched as his new student disappeared down the road and smirked.
-it's dying will time!-
The streets of Namimori were pretty quiet in the morning. People quietly talked, walked their dogs, etc. A boy with spiky orange hair quietly walked to school, a bow and arrows strapped to his back. Suddenly, a strong gust of wind swept past him along with a large cloud of dust as he saw another boy, who was blond and for some reason in his boxers running towards the middle school.
"What's with that crazy guy...?" the spiky haired boy muttered to himself.
-extreme-
As it happens, that "crazy guy" ran into the side of a truck and began bouncing off of buildings. "GRR...IF I DON'T HURRY, I'M GOING TO BE LATE! I'M GONNA MAKE IT THERE ON TIME...!" Enro yelled. Finally regaining control over his body, the boxers-clad blond bounced off a building and dropped into the entrance of Namimori Middle School, where he managed to land on his feet. He also managed to push a second year student into the arms of a black-haired girl, who caught him with an "Oof!"
The second year turned around, embarrassed. "You ok?" The black hared girl said smiling at him even though he was about a foot or so taller than her. The boy just nodded and turned to glare at Enro, who had come out of Dying Will mode and was now looking around with an embarrassed look on his face.
The girl walked over to another second year, who had a band around his arm that read "Disciplinary Committee". The girl had a similar one around her arm. The two talked for a second, then they laughed and the girl left.
Meanwhile, Enro looked around, confused as to why everybody was laughing at him, then gasped, remembering that he was only wearing his boxers. He clasped his arms around his body as Reborn floated down with a large green balloon, holding onto his bag and clothes. The baby landed lightly, then dropped Enro's stuff next to him.
"Good job getting here on time, Enro," Reborn commented. "Reborn! Why am I not wearing any clothes?" Enro cried. "You are. Your boxers," Reborn stated.
"Arghh..." Enro sighed, exasperated.
"Half-naked boy," a voice called. Enro looked up and saw a boy with brown hair and liquid blue eyes. The president of the Disciplinary Committee, Hasume Kato. "The bell is about to ring. You better hurry or you're going to be late," the Disciplinary Committee president said, smiling. "H-Hai!" Enro replied, scrambling to his feet and running through the school gates with his stuff in hand.
Hasume looked at Reborn, smiled, then left.
-tonfa whack-
Enro slid the door to his classroom open, his clothes fully on, and faced his laughing classmates.
"Hey, it's the half-naked boy!"
"What was up with that, Niizuma?"
"I didn't think average could do that kind of stuff!"
And so forth. Enro's classmates were especially amused because Enro was about the most average and boring kid in class, and doing something like running around half-naked was not his style.
"Jeez! I'm gonna get laughed at for the rest of the day!" Enro exclaimed, putting his head in his hands.
"Isn't that a good thing? Now you're not "average" anymore."
"R-Reborn!" Enro looked up and saw the suit-wearing baby, in all his glory, standing on his desk. "No, it's not! It was really humiliating!" The blond cried. Reborn smirked.
"Huh? Who's this, Niizuma? Your little brother?" Enro's classmate asked. "N-no! He's not!" He replied, shaking his head vigorously. 'I don't know who in their right mind would!'
"He~" The classmate said. "Ciaossu," Reborn greeted. "Hi!" the boy said. "Who're you? Why're you wearing a suit?"
"I'm Reborn. I'm wearing a suit because I'm a hitman. I'm also Enro's tu-" Reborn was cut short as Enro hastily grabbed his mouth and prevented him from saying any more. "Hm? What were you saying?" Enro's classmate looked confused. "N-nothing!" The blond replied nervously. 'I can't let them know that Reborn's my tutor. That would be too embarrassing for me to handle!'
"U-um...I'll be right back!" The blond, still holding Reborn, dashed out of the classroom.
"Geez, Reborn! What are you trying to tell my classmates? What's up with the hitman thing? That's the second time you mentioned that!" Enro sat down. "That's because I am a hitman," Reborn said.
"Hitman? You're just a baby. Babies can't be hitmen, or tutors either," Enro protested, before Reborn kicked in him the gut. "Ow-w..." The blond bent over in pain. "I'm a hitman whether you like it or not. Now, I'll tell the real reason I'm here..."
-story telling! yay!-
"HUH? I'M THE 11TH MAFIA BOSS OF THIS VO...VON-WHATEVER FAMILY?"
*kick* "You're too loud, Average (1), and it's Vongola Family. Get your facts straight," Reborn stated, kicking Enro in the face, ignoring his "ow-w..."
"B...but I don't WANT to be in the mafia. Isn't the mafia really dangerous and such? I don't wanna do it!" The blond said anxiously. "So what? If you're strong, which you will be, you'll survive. Somehow." Reborn nonchalantly began cleaning his chameleon-gun.
'Ugh...I really don't want to face that gun again...' Enro thought, shuddering. "Go back to class, Average-Enro. We'll talk about this later," the baby said. "Don't call me Average-Enro...and more like, I don't want to talk about this again!" The blond protested. Reborn dangerously held up his gun. "You wanna re-think that...?"
"Ok, I'm going!" Enro quickly ran off.
*sigh* "...He's going to need as much work as Dame-Tsuna..." Reborn muttered.
Meanwhile, somewhere in Italy...
"Ah-achoo!"
"Huh? You ok, Juudaime?"
"Haha, you haven't caught a cold right, Tsuna?"
"Ugh...I think someone's talking about me..."
-su-zu-ku-
A/N: (1): Just so you know, because Enro is the most average boy around (yeah, real creative, I know) so Reborn made a nickname like Tsuna, and so it's "Average-Enro" or sometimes just "Average".
Last part: Yay, I managed to fit *coughsomecertainpeoplecough* into the first chapter, I'm so happy. ^^
Also, I hope you've figured out my page breaks. Or whatever.
Review please!
